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523. Wanting to be loved.
The demand to be loved is the greatest kind of arrogance
Ah, there is ice around me; my hand is burned with ice! Ah, thirst is in me, which yearns after your thirst!
It is night: ah, that I must be light! And thirst for the things of night! And solitude!
It is night: now my longing breaks from me like a well,- I long for speech.
It is night: now do all leaping fountains speak louder. And my soul too is a leaping fountain.
It is night: only now do all songs of lovers awake. And my soul too is the song of a lover.
524. Contempt for people.
The least ambiguous sign of a disdain for people is this: that one tolerates everyone else only as a means to
his end, or not at all.
romant!z!zm = 01 kolon!al d!zeaze
= onl! ador m! 4rmz. tonez. +uordz.
aro[g|d]ansz macht ganz gluckl!ch + fre! - ! != kan b bodzrd
vr!endel!jk.nn
pre.konssept!n
meeTz ver!f1kat!n.
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Netochka Nezvanova - there is no denying NN's genius. but denying yours - there is.
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